Chapter 4 Nighttime
"So what are we going to make for dinner", Tara asked, while Willow poured 5 glasses of Paul Mason white wine.
"We could make some pasta primavera. If you have some pasta and veggies laying around?", Buffy replied coming out of the bathroom, while simultaneously drying off her hair after the shower. She wrapped the towel around her hair like a turban, before coming over to the kitchen counter to take a sip of the wine her friend was offering.
" Check on the veggies, check on the pasta if fusilli will do?" Anya said rummaging through the cabinets of their kitchen.
The old factory turned living space had turned out great. Xander and Riley had done most of the work, putting up walls to separate the 3 bedrooms and bathroom. Installing the kitchen and fix plumbing for both bathroom and kitchen. They had gotten the supplies cheap from Xander's contacts in construction. The factory itself, was owned by Mr. Chase, Cordelia's father, who let them rent the place really cheap since they fixed the place up.
The result was a huge living room and Kitchen that were perfect for throwing parties in. Willow held a few wild parties with some new friends she had met on campus. But after awhile things started to get out of hand and Willow had started taking ecstasy. Her old friends found out pretty quickly and held an intervention, not liking this new side of Willow one bit.
Tara was so disappointed she broke up with Willow and moved out and that was what it took for Willow to realize her error. She had been clean for a month now and she was back with Tara. 'Life doesn't get any better than this' Willow thought as she looked at her lover laughing at something Cordy just said. Willow started a trip down memory lane trying to remember all the twists and turns life had taken to get her here.
In the beginning it had been her, Xander and Jessie. Middle school and the beginning of high school had been a nightmare. They were the social outcasts. Willow's shy personality, continuously being the victim of Cordelia Chase and Harmony Kendall's teasing. It all changed when Buffy moved to Sunnydale a little over five years ago.
Jessie died and they had a new friend who used to be little miss popular in her old high school. Buffy stuck up to the cheerleaders' banter for Willow. Willow and Buffy had been best friends ever since. When Cordelia started dating Xander and Willow, Oz, they all gradually became friends. Their friendships even survived when Willow and Xander kissed and got caught by Cordelia and Oz. When Anya moved to Sunnydale her senior year, she had immediately fell flat for Xander so she became a part of the gang as well.
In college Willow had met Tara, and Tara stirred up emotions Willow never knew she had. She came to terms that she was bisexual and had a crush on Tara. When Willow announced her feelings for Tara, Tara admitted she had feelings for Willow as well. They'd been in love ever since. And here they all were.
" Are you thinking about orgasms?", Anya interrupted the redhead in her reverie. "Not every happy thought has to be about orgasms, Anya" Willow replied, accustomed to the blonde's direct approach.
Tara and Buffy made dinner, and the five girls joined together at the dinner table eating pasta and drinking wine. They all laughed and chatted, forgetting all their passed troubles. After dinner they indulged in Cordelia's favorite pastime activity; Makeovers. She had her fun discussing which color eye shadows they should wear, what tint the gloss should have, if their hair should be up, down or curled.
By the time Cordelia was done, practically everything the three roommates owned of clothing had been tried on at Cordelia's demand. She stepped away from Tara, Willow and Anya holding her thumb up and squeezing one of her eyes shut as if studying a work of art. Liking the result she clapped her hands excitedly. "You guys look great", Cordelia squealed obviously happy with her result.
Willow, Tara and Anya, stepped over to a large, full-size mirror mounted on the west wall and smiled at the transformation Cordelia had made. "Xander won't be able to wait copulating, when he sees me like this. I'm going to have many orgasms tonight. But first, we dance!" Anya said admiring the mirror.
"Finally", Buffy sighed heading towards the exit. Cordelia, Willow, Tara and Anya at her heels.
Half an hour later they had met up with Xander, Oz and Devon at The Bronze. They had gotten a table with a good view of the stage and the entrance. Buffy spotted Spike and Angel entering. Spike looked delicious. He had his bad boy, 80s resurrection look down to every detail. A cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his scarred eyebrow tilted upwards a bit as he saw Buffy. His black, leather duster was open and the tight black tee-shirt and jeans revealed the perfect abs and strong but lean thighs that laid beneath. Buffy swallowed at the sight of him.
Spike entered with Angel at his heels, what he presumed to be an old warehouse remodeled into a club. When he entered the first thing he noticed was Buffy. She looked so good he could eat her up. She had light makeup on and her hair was slightly curled, causing waves down her shoulders. She wore black leather pants, a black leather jacket and a crimson red top underneath, that showed off a bit of her cleavage, but still managed to leave some things up to Spike's very vivid imagination. Spike gulped and closed his duster, to not reveal the growing bulge in his jeans.
As Spike and Angel started to head towards Buffy's table, Drusilla stopped Spike. Buffy saw this and frowned. Her frown only deepened as she saw that Spike seemed happy to be talking to the obnoxious brunette.
Angel didn't stop in his way towards Buffy. He couldn't be happier that Spike had been distracted. As he came up to the table he was introduced to Willow, Tara, Cordelia, Oz, Devon, Xander and Anya. He greeted them and asked if anyone wanted anything from the bar. He went over and bought a tray of tequila shots, as well as the drinks the gang had ordered.
Upon returning to the table, he received appreciative cheers from the guys and scared looks from the girls. He sat down next to Buffy to start up a conversation.
"What Buffy, you don't like tequila?", Angel asked. "It's not so much me not like, more like me petrified at what happened last time I drank it" Buffy replied, all the girls nodded their agreement.
"What happened?", Spike had joined in on the conversation liberated from Drusilla for the moment. "Oh, hi Spike say hello to Xander, Devon and Oz. You met the girls earlier right?", Buffy said silently praying the previous topic be left alone. Spike said his hello's to the group, but wasn't about to let Buffy off the hook?
"Now where was I? Oh yeah. What happened the last time you drank tequila, pet?", Spike asked a trademark smirk on his lips, his scarred eyebrow shooting up in anticipation. "I really, really don't see us needing to mention that. Right girls?", the blonde responded looking at the other girls for conformation. They all nodded ferociously.
"Oh I think I might help out, Buff", Xander announced with an evil grin that earned him panicked glares from all the girls. " You see Spike, last time we decided to have a shot race here at The Bronze us guys got ourselves our very own show, not so private though, since the whole club started watching. You see the alcohol level became a bit too much for the girls and they started making out with each other. Not just Tara and Willow, it went all around. They then decided to put in a little table dancing in the mix just for the fun of it. A very sensual dance I might add. I managed to stop Anya right before she started taking her clothes off." Xander's little tale had all the guys nearly writhing with laughter. The girls scowled at Xander and Anya added; "Well if you had given me orgasms earlier maybe none of it would have happened. I wouldn't feel the need to expose myself if I was satisfied."
Angel and Spike just stared shocked at the blunt blonde. "Get used to it. She's very sharing when it comes to her love life", Buffy explained to them.
"We got to head off and prepare for our set" Devon announced. "See you after?", Oz asked placing a kiss on his girlfriend's lips. "We'll be right here, waiting", Cordelia replied.
While the gang listened to the concert, the girl's were dared into drinking the tequilas anyway, and soon they found themselves giddy. When the set finished and Devon and Oz came back to the table, it took him one look at Cordelia to realize what had been going on. He raised an eyebrow at her and shook his head at her bubbly behavior.
"Feeling okay ladies?", Oz asked. "Peachy", Buffy replied in-between giggles. This earned giggles from all the girls. The guys shared an amused look caused by their behavior. "Looks like we'll be looking for a new lead guitar again. Chris is leaving for L.A.", Devon announced. "Man that's a bummer. That means you can't play Saturday in two weeks. There's no way you can find a replacement by then.", Xander sympathized.
"I play guitar. I mean I'm no bleedin' Hendrix, but I think I can manage or even improve Chris' riffs", Spike said suggestively, a tint of hope in his voice. "Great, man! If you're interested we're rehearsing at our place Tuesday?", Devon replied eager to find a replacement soon. "I'm interested", Spike answered with a satisfied grin. "Cool", Oz added
Spike rose from his seat to get himself another beer. At the bar, he quickly found himself in conversation with Drusilla again. Buffy noticed this and wondered what kind of games she was up to. "Anybody wanna dance?", Buffy asked taking off her jacket to reveal a backless crimson red top.
Angel, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow followed Buffy onto the dance floor. The DJ was playing some RnB song and the girls quickly found a rhythm to the song. Buffy spotted, Drusilla touching Spike as she talked to him, in the corner of her eye. It did NOT make her happy. She started moving her hips sensually to the music, while holding her hands over her head, trying to let the music fill her and take her mind off the couple.
Spike was intrigued by the dark-haired, woman, standing in front of him. Sure she seemed like a spoiled brat, but she was beautiful. When he glanced over at the dance floor, he saw Buffy dancing very seductively in front of Angel. She was absolutely beautiful the top she had chosen to reveal now, hugging her, revealing the shape of her perky breasts, her hips swaying to the music like that was all she had done her entire life. It led him to picture how she moved while in bed. As Angel started closing in or her, their hips started swaying together. Spike watched jealously. Drusilla noticed
"Are you even paying attention to me?", Drusilla asked trying to hide the emotion in her voice. Spike then decided he'd lost Buffy to Angel and concluded his second choice would do.
"Sorry, luv. I reckon I zoned out for a bit", Spike replied putting on his most charming smile. Drusilla smiled happily back, accepting his apology. Then she did something Spike never anticipated. She kissed him. Not just a peck on his lips, but a wet, demanding, passionate, tongue battling kiss. What surprised him even more was that he found himself responding with equal, bruising force. 'Cor, it's been so long' his subconscious mind excused. As he shut his eyes close, her hair turned sun kissed blonde and eyes the most twinkling blue green and her features became Buffy's.
Meanwhile on the dancefloor, Buffy started to feel comfortable with the feel of the hot body pressed up against her. She imagined it was Spike grinding his erection against her back, only to have the image shattered as she realized the height of the man behind her was all wrong.
She turned around looking into brown eyes when all she wanted to see was blue. Angel surprised her by leaning down to her and gently kissing her, mouth open, his tongue sliding over her lips to plead entry. Buffy saw Spike making out with Drusilla, felt her heart break and gave into Angel opening her mouth. 'This is all wrong! I only met this guy yesterday! And he's not what I want!', her subconscious mind screamed.
A few seconds passed before she managed to writhe her way out of his grip. She couldn't look into his eyes so she stared at his chest. "I have to..", her voice trailed off, before she left the dance floor, heading towards the restrooms in a hurry. Angel looked confused. He was just about to run after her, when Willow stopped him, grabbing his arm.
"I'll go. And look, she just got out of a long relationship, so take it slow with her. Ask her out for a date. I'm sure she'll come around", the redhead said giving him a supportive smile. Angel just nodded and let her pass.
On her way towards the restrooms, Willow saw Drusilla and Spike and figured out the real reason as to what had upset her best friend. She went into the restroom and saw that for once all the stalls except one was empty.
"Buffy! You in here?", she called out and got a sniffle in response. "Buffy, come out and we'll talk", Willow pleaded. The stall opened to reveal a red eyed Buffy. "I hate it when I get this emotional. I always get this emotional when I drink", Buffy said with a touch of anger at herself.
" I know sweetie so do I. Wanna talk about it?", Willow inquired. "It's just so frustrating. Everything is moving way to fast. I mean I only met the guy yesterday.", Buffy replied. "Is that all that's bothering you?", Willow asked with a voice of sympathy. "Yes.. Well no, I just saw Spike kissing Dru and tell you what.. SO not a pretty picture. I mean what does he see in her?" Buffy answered.
"I know what you mean. I saw them too. Look I'm sure he'll wake up tomorrow and realize what a coldhearted bitch she really is. Either that, or one of these days. But Buffy, which one is it you really like? You've been kinda sending mixed signals all night.", Willow asked tentatively. "I don't know Willow. I mean I don't really know either of them, but something tells me if I decide to like Angel, I'll be setting myself up to a round of Riley 2. Spike isn't like any man I've ever met. He's straightforward, charming and really, really hot. His eyes are full of fire yet the eeriest calm blue eyes I've ever seen." Buffy said dabbing her eyes with a tissue soaked in cold water to reduce the puffiness.
"I think you have you're answer right there. What do you say we head back to our place? We can have a sleepover and we can drive you home in the morning. Sound good?" Willow asked gently rubbing her friend's shoulder. "Sound good", Buffy said moving towards the door where she bumped into Harmony Kendall
The blonde ex cheerleader smiled in a way letting Buffy and Willow know she had heard everything. She turned on her heel, heading towards Drusilla, dragging her away from Spike to let her know of the gossip she just overheard.
Buffy and Willow headed to their table to say their goodbyes. Buffy gently placed a kiss on Angel's cheek. "Call you tomorrow. Okay?", Angel asked. "Sure. Sound good" Buffy responded giving him a small smile. Buffy and Willow left, not bothering to look up Spike.
Angel found Spike and grinned. "Looks like we've both been busy tonight he said", gesturing to Drusilla standing a few feet away talking to Harmony. "What do ya mean, mate?" Spike asked cocking an eyebrow. "I mean you kissing that brunette over there, me making out with Buffy", Angel answered a smug look on his face. He failed to notice the colour draining from Spike's face.
Spike got up and walked over to Drusilla. "Sorry, luv. But I'm calling it a night. You're in the book right?" Spike asked, not wanting to delay things by her trying to find some way to give him her phone number. "Yes, so when should I expect your call?", Drusilla asked a smile on her lips caused by what Harmony had just told her.
"Dunno, luv, but I'll give you a ring", he didn't even give her a chance to speak back, as he left, with Angel in his heels. When he got home he started swearing at himself. 'How is it even remotely possible for a bloke to be this stupid. Bleedin idiot I am. If I did have a chance with her before, I've screwed it up for sure now.'
"So what are we going to make for dinner", Tara asked, while Willow poured 5 glasses of Paul Mason white wine.
"We could make some pasta primavera. If you have some pasta and veggies laying around?", Buffy replied coming out of the bathroom, while simultaneously drying off her hair after the shower. She wrapped the towel around her hair like a turban, before coming over to the kitchen counter to take a sip of the wine her friend was offering.
" Check on the veggies, check on the pasta if fusilli will do?" Anya said rummaging through the cabinets of their kitchen.
The old factory turned living space had turned out great. Xander and Riley had done most of the work, putting up walls to separate the 3 bedrooms and bathroom. Installing the kitchen and fix plumbing for both bathroom and kitchen. They had gotten the supplies cheap from Xander's contacts in construction. The factory itself, was owned by Mr. Chase, Cordelia's father, who let them rent the place really cheap since they fixed the place up.
The result was a huge living room and Kitchen that were perfect for throwing parties in. Willow held a few wild parties with some new friends she had met on campus. But after awhile things started to get out of hand and Willow had started taking ecstasy. Her old friends found out pretty quickly and held an intervention, not liking this new side of Willow one bit.
Tara was so disappointed she broke up with Willow and moved out and that was what it took for Willow to realize her error. She had been clean for a month now and she was back with Tara. 'Life doesn't get any better than this' Willow thought as she looked at her lover laughing at something Cordy just said. Willow started a trip down memory lane trying to remember all the twists and turns life had taken to get her here.
In the beginning it had been her, Xander and Jessie. Middle school and the beginning of high school had been a nightmare. They were the social outcasts. Willow's shy personality, continuously being the victim of Cordelia Chase and Harmony Kendall's teasing. It all changed when Buffy moved to Sunnydale a little over five years ago.
Jessie died and they had a new friend who used to be little miss popular in her old high school. Buffy stuck up to the cheerleaders' banter for Willow. Willow and Buffy had been best friends ever since. When Cordelia started dating Xander and Willow, Oz, they all gradually became friends. Their friendships even survived when Willow and Xander kissed and got caught by Cordelia and Oz. When Anya moved to Sunnydale her senior year, she had immediately fell flat for Xander so she became a part of the gang as well.
In college Willow had met Tara, and Tara stirred up emotions Willow never knew she had. She came to terms that she was bisexual and had a crush on Tara. When Willow announced her feelings for Tara, Tara admitted she had feelings for Willow as well. They'd been in love ever since. And here they all were.
" Are you thinking about orgasms?", Anya interrupted the redhead in her reverie. "Not every happy thought has to be about orgasms, Anya" Willow replied, accustomed to the blonde's direct approach.
Tara and Buffy made dinner, and the five girls joined together at the dinner table eating pasta and drinking wine. They all laughed and chatted, forgetting all their passed troubles. After dinner they indulged in Cordelia's favorite pastime activity; Makeovers. She had her fun discussing which color eye shadows they should wear, what tint the gloss should have, if their hair should be up, down or curled.
By the time Cordelia was done, practically everything the three roommates owned of clothing had been tried on at Cordelia's demand. She stepped away from Tara, Willow and Anya holding her thumb up and squeezing one of her eyes shut as if studying a work of art. Liking the result she clapped her hands excitedly. "You guys look great", Cordelia squealed obviously happy with her result.
Willow, Tara and Anya, stepped over to a large, full-size mirror mounted on the west wall and smiled at the transformation Cordelia had made. "Xander won't be able to wait copulating, when he sees me like this. I'm going to have many orgasms tonight. But first, we dance!" Anya said admiring the mirror.
"Finally", Buffy sighed heading towards the exit. Cordelia, Willow, Tara and Anya at her heels.
Half an hour later they had met up with Xander, Oz and Devon at The Bronze. They had gotten a table with a good view of the stage and the entrance. Buffy spotted Spike and Angel entering. Spike looked delicious. He had his bad boy, 80s resurrection look down to every detail. A cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his scarred eyebrow tilted upwards a bit as he saw Buffy. His black, leather duster was open and the tight black tee-shirt and jeans revealed the perfect abs and strong but lean thighs that laid beneath. Buffy swallowed at the sight of him.
Spike entered with Angel at his heels, what he presumed to be an old warehouse remodeled into a club. When he entered the first thing he noticed was Buffy. She looked so good he could eat her up. She had light makeup on and her hair was slightly curled, causing waves down her shoulders. She wore black leather pants, a black leather jacket and a crimson red top underneath, that showed off a bit of her cleavage, but still managed to leave some things up to Spike's very vivid imagination. Spike gulped and closed his duster, to not reveal the growing bulge in his jeans.
As Spike and Angel started to head towards Buffy's table, Drusilla stopped Spike. Buffy saw this and frowned. Her frown only deepened as she saw that Spike seemed happy to be talking to the obnoxious brunette.
Angel didn't stop in his way towards Buffy. He couldn't be happier that Spike had been distracted. As he came up to the table he was introduced to Willow, Tara, Cordelia, Oz, Devon, Xander and Anya. He greeted them and asked if anyone wanted anything from the bar. He went over and bought a tray of tequila shots, as well as the drinks the gang had ordered.
Upon returning to the table, he received appreciative cheers from the guys and scared looks from the girls. He sat down next to Buffy to start up a conversation.
"What Buffy, you don't like tequila?", Angel asked. "It's not so much me not like, more like me petrified at what happened last time I drank it" Buffy replied, all the girls nodded their agreement.
"What happened?", Spike had joined in on the conversation liberated from Drusilla for the moment. "Oh, hi Spike say hello to Xander, Devon and Oz. You met the girls earlier right?", Buffy said silently praying the previous topic be left alone. Spike said his hello's to the group, but wasn't about to let Buffy off the hook?
"Now where was I? Oh yeah. What happened the last time you drank tequila, pet?", Spike asked a trademark smirk on his lips, his scarred eyebrow shooting up in anticipation. "I really, really don't see us needing to mention that. Right girls?", the blonde responded looking at the other girls for conformation. They all nodded ferociously.
"Oh I think I might help out, Buff", Xander announced with an evil grin that earned him panicked glares from all the girls. " You see Spike, last time we decided to have a shot race here at The Bronze us guys got ourselves our very own show, not so private though, since the whole club started watching. You see the alcohol level became a bit too much for the girls and they started making out with each other. Not just Tara and Willow, it went all around. They then decided to put in a little table dancing in the mix just for the fun of it. A very sensual dance I might add. I managed to stop Anya right before she started taking her clothes off." Xander's little tale had all the guys nearly writhing with laughter. The girls scowled at Xander and Anya added; "Well if you had given me orgasms earlier maybe none of it would have happened. I wouldn't feel the need to expose myself if I was satisfied."
Angel and Spike just stared shocked at the blunt blonde. "Get used to it. She's very sharing when it comes to her love life", Buffy explained to them.
"We got to head off and prepare for our set" Devon announced. "See you after?", Oz asked placing a kiss on his girlfriend's lips. "We'll be right here, waiting", Cordelia replied.
While the gang listened to the concert, the girl's were dared into drinking the tequilas anyway, and soon they found themselves giddy. When the set finished and Devon and Oz came back to the table, it took him one look at Cordelia to realize what had been going on. He raised an eyebrow at her and shook his head at her bubbly behavior.
"Feeling okay ladies?", Oz asked. "Peachy", Buffy replied in-between giggles. This earned giggles from all the girls. The guys shared an amused look caused by their behavior. "Looks like we'll be looking for a new lead guitar again. Chris is leaving for L.A.", Devon announced. "Man that's a bummer. That means you can't play Saturday in two weeks. There's no way you can find a replacement by then.", Xander sympathized.
"I play guitar. I mean I'm no bleedin' Hendrix, but I think I can manage or even improve Chris' riffs", Spike said suggestively, a tint of hope in his voice. "Great, man! If you're interested we're rehearsing at our place Tuesday?", Devon replied eager to find a replacement soon. "I'm interested", Spike answered with a satisfied grin. "Cool", Oz added
Spike rose from his seat to get himself another beer. At the bar, he quickly found himself in conversation with Drusilla again. Buffy noticed this and wondered what kind of games she was up to. "Anybody wanna dance?", Buffy asked taking off her jacket to reveal a backless crimson red top.
Angel, Anya, Xander, Tara and Willow followed Buffy onto the dance floor. The DJ was playing some RnB song and the girls quickly found a rhythm to the song. Buffy spotted, Drusilla touching Spike as she talked to him, in the corner of her eye. It did NOT make her happy. She started moving her hips sensually to the music, while holding her hands over her head, trying to let the music fill her and take her mind off the couple.
Spike was intrigued by the dark-haired, woman, standing in front of him. Sure she seemed like a spoiled brat, but she was beautiful. When he glanced over at the dance floor, he saw Buffy dancing very seductively in front of Angel. She was absolutely beautiful the top she had chosen to reveal now, hugging her, revealing the shape of her perky breasts, her hips swaying to the music like that was all she had done her entire life. It led him to picture how she moved while in bed. As Angel started closing in or her, their hips started swaying together. Spike watched jealously. Drusilla noticed
"Are you even paying attention to me?", Drusilla asked trying to hide the emotion in her voice. Spike then decided he'd lost Buffy to Angel and concluded his second choice would do.
"Sorry, luv. I reckon I zoned out for a bit", Spike replied putting on his most charming smile. Drusilla smiled happily back, accepting his apology. Then she did something Spike never anticipated. She kissed him. Not just a peck on his lips, but a wet, demanding, passionate, tongue battling kiss. What surprised him even more was that he found himself responding with equal, bruising force. 'Cor, it's been so long' his subconscious mind excused. As he shut his eyes close, her hair turned sun kissed blonde and eyes the most twinkling blue green and her features became Buffy's.
Meanwhile on the dancefloor, Buffy started to feel comfortable with the feel of the hot body pressed up against her. She imagined it was Spike grinding his erection against her back, only to have the image shattered as she realized the height of the man behind her was all wrong.
She turned around looking into brown eyes when all she wanted to see was blue. Angel surprised her by leaning down to her and gently kissing her, mouth open, his tongue sliding over her lips to plead entry. Buffy saw Spike making out with Drusilla, felt her heart break and gave into Angel opening her mouth. 'This is all wrong! I only met this guy yesterday! And he's not what I want!', her subconscious mind screamed.
A few seconds passed before she managed to writhe her way out of his grip. She couldn't look into his eyes so she stared at his chest. "I have to..", her voice trailed off, before she left the dance floor, heading towards the restrooms in a hurry. Angel looked confused. He was just about to run after her, when Willow stopped him, grabbing his arm.
"I'll go. And look, she just got out of a long relationship, so take it slow with her. Ask her out for a date. I'm sure she'll come around", the redhead said giving him a supportive smile. Angel just nodded and let her pass.
On her way towards the restrooms, Willow saw Drusilla and Spike and figured out the real reason as to what had upset her best friend. She went into the restroom and saw that for once all the stalls except one was empty.
"Buffy! You in here?", she called out and got a sniffle in response. "Buffy, come out and we'll talk", Willow pleaded. The stall opened to reveal a red eyed Buffy. "I hate it when I get this emotional. I always get this emotional when I drink", Buffy said with a touch of anger at herself.
" I know sweetie so do I. Wanna talk about it?", Willow inquired. "It's just so frustrating. Everything is moving way to fast. I mean I only met the guy yesterday.", Buffy replied. "Is that all that's bothering you?", Willow asked with a voice of sympathy. "Yes.. Well no, I just saw Spike kissing Dru and tell you what.. SO not a pretty picture. I mean what does he see in her?" Buffy answered.
"I know what you mean. I saw them too. Look I'm sure he'll wake up tomorrow and realize what a coldhearted bitch she really is. Either that, or one of these days. But Buffy, which one is it you really like? You've been kinda sending mixed signals all night.", Willow asked tentatively. "I don't know Willow. I mean I don't really know either of them, but something tells me if I decide to like Angel, I'll be setting myself up to a round of Riley 2. Spike isn't like any man I've ever met. He's straightforward, charming and really, really hot. His eyes are full of fire yet the eeriest calm blue eyes I've ever seen." Buffy said dabbing her eyes with a tissue soaked in cold water to reduce the puffiness.
"I think you have you're answer right there. What do you say we head back to our place? We can have a sleepover and we can drive you home in the morning. Sound good?" Willow asked gently rubbing her friend's shoulder. "Sound good", Buffy said moving towards the door where she bumped into Harmony Kendall
The blonde ex cheerleader smiled in a way letting Buffy and Willow know she had heard everything. She turned on her heel, heading towards Drusilla, dragging her away from Spike to let her know of the gossip she just overheard.
Buffy and Willow headed to their table to say their goodbyes. Buffy gently placed a kiss on Angel's cheek. "Call you tomorrow. Okay?", Angel asked. "Sure. Sound good" Buffy responded giving him a small smile. Buffy and Willow left, not bothering to look up Spike.
Angel found Spike and grinned. "Looks like we've both been busy tonight he said", gesturing to Drusilla standing a few feet away talking to Harmony. "What do ya mean, mate?" Spike asked cocking an eyebrow. "I mean you kissing that brunette over there, me making out with Buffy", Angel answered a smug look on his face. He failed to notice the colour draining from Spike's face.
Spike got up and walked over to Drusilla. "Sorry, luv. But I'm calling it a night. You're in the book right?" Spike asked, not wanting to delay things by her trying to find some way to give him her phone number. "Yes, so when should I expect your call?", Drusilla asked a smile on her lips caused by what Harmony had just told her.
"Dunno, luv, but I'll give you a ring", he didn't even give her a chance to speak back, as he left, with Angel in his heels. When he got home he started swearing at himself. 'How is it even remotely possible for a bloke to be this stupid. Bleedin idiot I am. If I did have a chance with her before, I've screwed it up for sure now.'